Sick and Tired
Never live in past tense,
Like I wish I knew.
Futuristic mind set
Like what I’m about to do.
Regrets are for the weak stomached,
Treat mistakes like what I learned from it.
Dumb dumbs love saying time is money.
When it’s lunch time I eat their money.
You must come from thin air money,
That I don’t care money.
I’m bout after the bell ring that’s their money.
Energy spent really means something
Worth every penny down to the blueberry muffin.
Y’all sick with it?
I’m the robitussin
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